FIC: In the Arms of the Wicked, Part 7 (Ian/OMC, Don, McGowan, the team, PG-13)
Title: "Definition of Law"
Series: In the Arms of the Wicked, Part 7/?
Characters: Ian/OMC, Don, McGowan, the team.
Rating: PG-13.
Spoilers: Season 5.
Warnings: None.
Summary: Some stories shouldn't be told at the FBI office.
Feedback: Yes, please. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything (characters, situations, etcetera) except my OCs.
Beta: The fantastic twins_m0m. Thanks, hon!
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Part 7: “Definition of Law”
When Ian approached the team accompanied by Dr. Farrow, Larry’s face lightened up. Everybody was standing around the desk, coming up with theories as the flipped the pages of new files.
“Good morning, Larry.”
“Good morning, Christopher. I’m glad you finally decided to share your expertise with us.”
Dr. Farrow’s eyes landed on the sniper. “Well, Agent Edgerton has his ways.”
“The point is that we’re here,” Ian stated, as he looked at Megan, Don, David, Charlie and Colby. “Don, do we have the new pictures?”
“Yeah. They just came in. Apparently, the statues we saw were the least expensive of the found set.” Don immediately grabbed a pile of pictures and handed them to the others.
Then David explained, “According to our technicians, they contain the representation of two important gods, Horus and Set.”
Colby asked, “Does that mean something?”
“Yes, it does. The organization that stole this has a certain preference for these two deities,” Dr. Farrow explained.
“Statistic records show that 96.7% of the antiquities stolen and hid with this M.O. are about them,” Charlie added.
Megan had another suggestion. “Could you tell us what they meant for Egyptians? I could work on a psychological profile for the group, maybe adding some different approaches about how they work and what the thieves’ next steps could be.”
Looking absentminded, Dr. Farrow frowned; but when he started talking, his eyes went wide with excitement and his voice became deep and academic. “These two gods have a very interesting story. Horus tried to kill Set endless times for murdering his father Osiris and getting access to the throne, and a terrible battle was started.”
“Really? What happened?” Charlie asked, looking genuinely curious.
“Well, in simple words, Set tried to rape Horus but Horus stopped him by catching his semen. For revenge, Horus tried to do the same thing but in a more… let’s say, subtle way - with the help of unguents, he masturbated, caught his own semen and put it on the lettuce Set would eat afterwards without noticing.”
Ian frowned, as he couldn’t believe what Dr. Farrow was saying.
“Of course, Set turned out to be the one marked with Horus’ seed, which meant Horus held the sexually dominant role,” the archeologist continued. “As a result, the gods proclaimed him the new pharaoh of Egypt.”
Silence stepped into the conversation as everybody looked at each other and then back to Dr. Farrow.
“What? Don’t you guys deal with things like these every day?” He slightly shrugged. “And you haven’t even heard about the lack of the taboo of incest, since Set was Horus’ uncle…”
“Excuse me?” Don snapped, as he frowned in astonishment.
This was too much. The awkwardness of the conversation had taken over and, for a moment, it seemed that it was more important than the reason for the gathering at the office, so Ian decided to reestablish order. “Ok, let’s move on… to the case.” He walked around the desks with his hands on his hips. “We have the man whose backyard was full of buried antiquities on the way here. Maybe the professor can look up…”
The sound of loud footsteps made him turn around, only to find Agent McGowan walking towards them. He had a big smirk on his face. This is not going to be good.
“Dr. Christopher Farrow,” McGowan said, looking into the archeologist’s eyes. Farrow simply stared back. “Could you please join me on the way out of the building?” There was no answer. “I’ve heard about your conversation with the press yesterday. That is not an acceptable behavior and a man of your expertise should know that.”
“Hhmm,” was the only word that came out of Dr. Farrow’s mouth as he stared as his entwined fingers.
It was obvious that Agent McGowan didn’t like him very much. “It seems that a life of wealth and pleasure has affected your sense of responsibility, but that’s only my opinion. The point is that you’re off this case. Now, please follow me…” He made a gesture towards the exit, but Dr. Farrow didn’t move from his place.
“Cameron won’t agree.”
McGowan frowned. Ian wasn’t surprised, since Cameron was the head of his department. “I beg your pardon?”
“I said that I don’t think Noah Cameron will agree with your decision.”
“And you are allowed to speak for him?”
“No, but I know him well enough to predict what he’ll say. You can go and find out yourself.”
The smile McGowan gave Dr. Farrow was anything but kind. Carl was always so in control, yet it was evident that there was something between the two men. Maybe a fight that had not yet been won.
“In the meantime, though…” the archeologist muttered, grabbing his stuff and following McGowan anyway. Ian shook his head as he watched them go toward the elevator, feeling that no one could have done anything to stop it because they were also in the agent’s line of fire.
Larry raised his voice. “But he could have added so much to this case.”
“Damn it,” Ian cursed. He had gotten involved in discussions with Dr. Farrow, made research of him, even gone to his house to bring him to the FBI, only to see him walk out a few minutes after arriving.
“Is there anyone else we can call?” Megan wanted to know.
Larry put his palms on both sides of his face and shrugged in confusion. “I don’t…”
McGowan returned, looking like he wanted to keep causing trouble. “Don, it’s been an hour.”
Taking a deep breath, Don quickly arranged his clothes and said, “All right.” He looked back at everyone else, then followed McGowan to his office.
What else could happen now? “OK… I guess all we can do for now is conducting our own research,” Ian suggested. Everyone left sat at the desks to try to replace Dr. Farrow’s brain.
XxX
Don waited for Carl to ask the questions; he had to be prepared to answer them perfectly.
“So, Don… Your little consultant is gone now. What do you think of that?” Agent McGowan asked.
After taking a deep breath, Don decided that it was better to speak with the truth. “I think that he could have helped us a lot, but I also understand that he talked more than he should have.”
“You respect my decision.”
“Yeah, yeah, you did what you had to do.” Don suddenly realized that he was running his hand over his chin in what could be taken a sign of a false answer.
“Are you close with FBI's book?”
“I know all the rules. I’ve applied them myself a lot of times. Do you want me to stick to a certain procedure, or…?”
“No, no. In fact, let me tell you something, Don,” Carl muttered, leaning on his chair as darkness surrounded him. “You won’t have to use the book. I keep the rules and know them as well as the palm of my hand. I am the law. Me.”
Carl’s voice was low but it wouldn’t have intimidated Don if it wasn’t for the fact that his team’s future depended on him. “Okay.”
“Then we should start with the questions.” In a second, Agent McGowan revised the files that were on his desk. But before he could make his first question, his office phone rang. Don immediately got up, but the other man told him to stay. As a result, Don could watch the way Carl’s expression changed and became colder as he talked to whoever was on the other side of the line.
“I see,” he was saying. “Aha. Of course. Yes, I’ll proceed immediately.” He hung up and leaned on his chair again. “Do you know who it was?”
“No.”
“It was Noah Cameron.”
Don suddenly started to feel nervous and asked, “What did he say?”
“He wants to take care of your house’s case. And he wants Farrow on the current one.”
“Oh.”
“You’re dismissed… for now.”
Confused, Don slowly got up and left without saying a word. While he walked down the corridors, he couldn’t help asking himself a lot of questions. But two were the most important: Had Dr. Farrow contacted Noah Cameron and asked him to go over Carl? And if so, how had Farrow got access to such an important person within the FBI?
Series: In the Arms of the Wicked, Part 7/?
Characters: Ian/OMC, Don, McGowan, the team.
Rating: PG-13.
Spoilers: Season 5.
Warnings: None.
Summary: Some stories shouldn't be told at the FBI office.
Feedback: Yes, please. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything (characters, situations, etcetera) except my OCs.
Beta: The fantastic twins_m0m. Thanks, hon!
Previous chapter
Next chapter
Part 7: “Definition of Law”
When Ian approached the team accompanied by Dr. Farrow, Larry’s face lightened up. Everybody was standing around the desk, coming up with theories as the flipped the pages of new files.
“Good morning, Larry.”
“Good morning, Christopher. I’m glad you finally decided to share your expertise with us.”
Dr. Farrow’s eyes landed on the sniper. “Well, Agent Edgerton has his ways.”
“The point is that we’re here,” Ian stated, as he looked at Megan, Don, David, Charlie and Colby. “Don, do we have the new pictures?”
“Yeah. They just came in. Apparently, the statues we saw were the least expensive of the found set.” Don immediately grabbed a pile of pictures and handed them to the others.
Then David explained, “According to our technicians, they contain the representation of two important gods, Horus and Set.”
Colby asked, “Does that mean something?”
“Yes, it does. The organization that stole this has a certain preference for these two deities,” Dr. Farrow explained.
“Statistic records show that 96.7% of the antiquities stolen and hid with this M.O. are about them,” Charlie added.
Megan had another suggestion. “Could you tell us what they meant for Egyptians? I could work on a psychological profile for the group, maybe adding some different approaches about how they work and what the thieves’ next steps could be.”
Looking absentminded, Dr. Farrow frowned; but when he started talking, his eyes went wide with excitement and his voice became deep and academic. “These two gods have a very interesting story. Horus tried to kill Set endless times for murdering his father Osiris and getting access to the throne, and a terrible battle was started.”
“Really? What happened?” Charlie asked, looking genuinely curious.
“Well, in simple words, Set tried to rape Horus but Horus stopped him by catching his semen. For revenge, Horus tried to do the same thing but in a more… let’s say, subtle way - with the help of unguents, he masturbated, caught his own semen and put it on the lettuce Set would eat afterwards without noticing.”
Ian frowned, as he couldn’t believe what Dr. Farrow was saying.
“Of course, Set turned out to be the one marked with Horus’ seed, which meant Horus held the sexually dominant role,” the archeologist continued. “As a result, the gods proclaimed him the new pharaoh of Egypt.”
Silence stepped into the conversation as everybody looked at each other and then back to Dr. Farrow.
“What? Don’t you guys deal with things like these every day?” He slightly shrugged. “And you haven’t even heard about the lack of the taboo of incest, since Set was Horus’ uncle…”
“Excuse me?” Don snapped, as he frowned in astonishment.
This was too much. The awkwardness of the conversation had taken over and, for a moment, it seemed that it was more important than the reason for the gathering at the office, so Ian decided to reestablish order. “Ok, let’s move on… to the case.” He walked around the desks with his hands on his hips. “We have the man whose backyard was full of buried antiquities on the way here. Maybe the professor can look up…”
The sound of loud footsteps made him turn around, only to find Agent McGowan walking towards them. He had a big smirk on his face. This is not going to be good.
“Dr. Christopher Farrow,” McGowan said, looking into the archeologist’s eyes. Farrow simply stared back. “Could you please join me on the way out of the building?” There was no answer. “I’ve heard about your conversation with the press yesterday. That is not an acceptable behavior and a man of your expertise should know that.”
“Hhmm,” was the only word that came out of Dr. Farrow’s mouth as he stared as his entwined fingers.
It was obvious that Agent McGowan didn’t like him very much. “It seems that a life of wealth and pleasure has affected your sense of responsibility, but that’s only my opinion. The point is that you’re off this case. Now, please follow me…” He made a gesture towards the exit, but Dr. Farrow didn’t move from his place.
“Cameron won’t agree.”
McGowan frowned. Ian wasn’t surprised, since Cameron was the head of his department. “I beg your pardon?”
“I said that I don’t think Noah Cameron will agree with your decision.”
“And you are allowed to speak for him?”
“No, but I know him well enough to predict what he’ll say. You can go and find out yourself.”
The smile McGowan gave Dr. Farrow was anything but kind. Carl was always so in control, yet it was evident that there was something between the two men. Maybe a fight that had not yet been won.
“In the meantime, though…” the archeologist muttered, grabbing his stuff and following McGowan anyway. Ian shook his head as he watched them go toward the elevator, feeling that no one could have done anything to stop it because they were also in the agent’s line of fire.
Larry raised his voice. “But he could have added so much to this case.”
“Damn it,” Ian cursed. He had gotten involved in discussions with Dr. Farrow, made research of him, even gone to his house to bring him to the FBI, only to see him walk out a few minutes after arriving.
“Is there anyone else we can call?” Megan wanted to know.
Larry put his palms on both sides of his face and shrugged in confusion. “I don’t…”
McGowan returned, looking like he wanted to keep causing trouble. “Don, it’s been an hour.”
Taking a deep breath, Don quickly arranged his clothes and said, “All right.” He looked back at everyone else, then followed McGowan to his office.
What else could happen now? “OK… I guess all we can do for now is conducting our own research,” Ian suggested. Everyone left sat at the desks to try to replace Dr. Farrow’s brain.
XxX
Don waited for Carl to ask the questions; he had to be prepared to answer them perfectly.
“So, Don… Your little consultant is gone now. What do you think of that?” Agent McGowan asked.
After taking a deep breath, Don decided that it was better to speak with the truth. “I think that he could have helped us a lot, but I also understand that he talked more than he should have.”
“You respect my decision.”
“Yeah, yeah, you did what you had to do.” Don suddenly realized that he was running his hand over his chin in what could be taken a sign of a false answer.
“Are you close with FBI's book?”
“I know all the rules. I’ve applied them myself a lot of times. Do you want me to stick to a certain procedure, or…?”
“No, no. In fact, let me tell you something, Don,” Carl muttered, leaning on his chair as darkness surrounded him. “You won’t have to use the book. I keep the rules and know them as well as the palm of my hand. I am the law. Me.”
Carl’s voice was low but it wouldn’t have intimidated Don if it wasn’t for the fact that his team’s future depended on him. “Okay.”
“Then we should start with the questions.” In a second, Agent McGowan revised the files that were on his desk. But before he could make his first question, his office phone rang. Don immediately got up, but the other man told him to stay. As a result, Don could watch the way Carl’s expression changed and became colder as he talked to whoever was on the other side of the line.
“I see,” he was saying. “Aha. Of course. Yes, I’ll proceed immediately.” He hung up and leaned on his chair again. “Do you know who it was?”
“No.”
“It was Noah Cameron.”
Don suddenly started to feel nervous and asked, “What did he say?”
“He wants to take care of your house’s case. And he wants Farrow on the current one.”
“Oh.”
“You’re dismissed… for now.”
Confused, Don slowly got up and left without saying a word. While he walked down the corridors, he couldn’t help asking himself a lot of questions. But two were the most important: Had Dr. Farrow contacted Noah Cameron and asked him to go over Carl? And if so, how had Farrow got access to such an important person within the FBI?